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Up on Wadsley common. A humid day, there must be something not quite right with the humidity plant, since the ether is hot and sticky and far warmer than you'd expect for the time of year. Instinctively I know that Shad is in need of a drink -- not sure how that works, an undead barker needing a drink. I'm guessing, but assuming that it's some sort of muscle memory type thing; he remembers from when he was flesh that he needs water, even though he'd be perfectly fine without it -- but anyway, used local knowledge to locate the nearest source of possible refreshment, taking a route down off the common, from the edge, through the devil's drop and spike hagg. A minor disaster though, the stream -- usually in full flow, was dry. So down further, into the old quarry near the Hood house. We found a new "lake" there, never seen it before. Shad sat in it for a good time.